Her bent silhoutte forms shadows, tears stream from sapphire eyes.
Heavy heart seeped in grief,
laden with burdens of life, invisible to human eyes.
Golden rays twinkle, specks of fairy dust fill the air,
a blanket woven of sunlight, encircles her frame.
Comforting touch, protecting one in need during moments of weakness,
driving away emotional vultures perched hungrily, waiting to swoop down.
They will have to quench their hunger elsewhere,
sun’s radiance has forced them into hiding.
Emulating a comforting mother’s hand,
brilliant trajectories bathe the wounded soul in brightness.
Seeking to assuage reason for this melancholy,
cradling its earth child in powerful arms of magnitude, rocking her slowly, into peaceful sleep.
As quiet sighs of contentment escape her lips,
Rays recede into the horizon, watchful for signs that they are needed below.